Inscribed on the Palms of His Hands

Eighty-five days… Isaiah 49: 15-16 Can a woman forget her nursing child, and not have compassion on the son of her womb?  Surely they may forget, yet I will not forget you.  See, I have inscribed you on the palms of my hands; your walls are continually before Me. ...

I Miss Butter

Eighty-six days… I miss butter.  Most days I don’t, but today I do, so I ate some.  It was in the form of creamy alfredo sauce, and was exactly what I needed to make it through the rest of the day.  Today is just “one of THOSE days.”  My back hurts.  I wish I could...

Evaluating the Ground of My Heart

Eighty-seven days… Do you make lists for things like groceries or to-do lists of any kind?  I do.  Sometimes I make practical lists of things we are doing to prepare for an event or projects in the house.  Sometimes I make dream lists, which are lists of things I...

Pick Up the Brush and Start Painting

Eighty-eight days… Today I had a conversation with my son, Paul.  He is a musician, and we were discussing a certain mainstream artist whose music he loves.  My son told me he prays for this man daily.   He then said, “If he became a believer, can you imagine the...

Above All We Ask or Think

Eighty-nine days… Ephesians 3:20-21 Now to Him who is able to do exceedingly abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that works in us, to Him be glory in the church by Christ Jesus to all generations, forever and ever.  Amen.  (N.K.J.V.)...

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